The Tennis Coach

The stands were packed in the stadium for the final match of the regional tennis tournament in Cincinnati. Although she had improved her ranking since she started training with Phil, Barbara was the underdog in this match, and everybody knew it. Her opponent was a slightly older, more experienced player.

Barbara and Phil were having an early lunch to allow Barbara practice time on the court with her opponent before the match.

"Man, I am whipped," groaned Phil, "Cora and you really did a number on me last night."

"I, on the other hand, feel almost refreshed," teased Barbara.

"The way you were riding me, I thought you were trying to break my cock in half."

"It was petty hot for me, though, watching your wife sitting on your face."

"Yeah, she knows I love that but she nearly choked me with all the champagne. And I am sorry that I lost control before you could come."

"That's okay; I enjoyed it and Cora took care of me."

"What? Cora? You mean...you mean she..."

"Yep, your wife is even better at oral than you, Phil."

"Damn! The last thing I remember was coming as soon as Cora came in my mouth."

"Try not to think about it; I've got to get down on the court. See you at the presentation."

Phil sat there for a few minutes, imagining his wife and Barbara having sex. He had to admit to himself that the idea aroused him. A lot.

Barbara exchanged shots with her worthy opponent, each taking turns with practice serves and overhead shots. The other girl was good, but Barbara was not intimidated. Regardless of how she did in the tournament, she had found a new friend for sexual fulfillment.

Barbara's overconfidence showed early in the match, and even though she won back a few games after being behind, she lost the first set 4-6. She glanced over at Phil, who sat near the net at half court. Coaches are not allowed to give signals, but he winked at her and blew her a kiss.

Not to be underestimated, Barbara returned to the court playing with a vengeance. She ran her opponent back and forth in the court until the other girl missed a shot or hit one into the net. Barbara finally closed the set 7-5. Her opponent looked devastated, slamming her racket on the net, for which she received a warning from the chair umpire.

Barbara quickly and wisely took advantage of her opponent's frustration and easily won the set 6-2 and the match. The crowd was astonished but cheered for her success. Phil jumped up and down, screaming, "I knew you could do it!"

Off the court, Phil met Barbara and hugged her fiercely.

"Sorry, I'm a sweaty mess; I need a shower," she said happily.

"I don't care; I'm so proud of you, I'd even wash your back."

"I have a better idea; why don't I shower and come to your room for a good rubdown?"

"I was hoping you would think of something like that."

Later, Phil waited anxiously in his room. He had opened the connecting door on his side and soon Barbara opened it and walked in, naked and looking as hot as ever.

"Why are you still dressed; didn't you know that I expect to have sex with you?" she asked teasingly.

"Of course, of course," he said, hurriedly undressing, while she kept talking.

"I've been dreaming of what I would do with you, and Cora gave me permission to do anything I want."

"She did?" Asked Phil, astonished. He was finally out of his clothes and he stepped close to hug Barbara. She practically melted in his arms. She kissed him softly on the lips but then pulled away.

"I want to try something," she said smiling at him. "Will you sit down in front of the sofa, and put your head back on the edge for me?"

"Sure!" he grunted, rolling down onto his butt. He positioned himself as she asked.

Barbara turned around in front of him, spread her legs, straddling his body and leaned forward, pushing her butt towards his face.

"I really liked feeling your breath on my butthole last night. Will you kiss it for me again, Phil, please?" She asked in a teasing voice.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" he groaned. He spread her buttocks with his hands, leaned in and kissed her right on her tight brown sphincter. He could not see, but she smiled, remembering what Cora had told her.

"You know, I really think it would be exciting to feel you licking me up and down back there, would you mind doing that for me?"

"MM-UMM," Phil moaned into her warm flesh.

He ran the flat of his tongue up and down from the bottom of her crease to the apex of her buttocks. She let him wallow in her backside for a long time until the crack of her ass was wet with his saliva. It turned her on to know that such a thing could excite and control a man this way.

"I wonder how far your tongue would go in back there?" she asked sweetly. "Do you think you might try it for me and see; I'd really appreciate it?"

She knew he wouldn't answer with words, and she felt him press his face deeper between her ass cheeks, stabbing the tip of his tongue against her asshole. He drove it in and held his breath for as long as he could.

Barbara knew that she had him by the balls now; he would do anything for her, just as Cora had told her.

"This is very exciting, Phil, I'd love to fuck your tongue with my ass. Would you let me do that?"

"Oh, fuck, yeah, baby, please fuck my tongue!" He moaned.

Barbara looked down at his throbbing cock, precum oozing from the tip. He was so mesmerized by her ass that he seemed unaware of the condition of his own cock. He threw his arms out to the sides on the sofa cushion as Barbara pressed her ass back against his stiffened tongue. Every time his tongue slid into her dark nest, Phil whined like a little puppy. Barbara remembered that this was the sign to watch for.

She stood upright and turned around and reached to help Phil to his feet. He was panting, his face flushed and his cock dribbled precum.

"Stand right here, don't move, don't touch me. I've been wanting to do this since the first day I met you," she said.

Barbara knelt in front of Phil, wrapped one hand around his erection and slipped her mouth over the tip. Phil moaned when he realized what she was going to do. She pumped his cock lightly and slowly up and down. She tightened her lips as she slid her mouth over the tip of his cock.

She rolled her tongue around the tip, sucking up his precum. His nuts got tight as her mouth fucked just the tip of his cock and her hand slowly brought him to the edge. Maybe at some other time, she might see how long she could keep him hard without letting him come, but today she wanted this.

Phil watched her mouth torturing the tip of his cock as her hand brought him to the brink. He knew he didn't have to warn her or tell her to stop; she was in control and getting what she wanted. He gave in until his cock erupted into her mouth. She held the tip of his cock in her mouth as her fist continued to pump his cock.

Phil watched her as she calmly swallowed his seed and yet kept milking his cock for more. She smiled up at him when she took her mouth away.

"I love sucking cock, and I needed that," she said.

"If I had only known that, I think you might have seduced me earlier," he said.

"But now you owe me," she said. "Back on the floor, Phil."

When he resumed his previous position, Barbara knelt on the edge of the sofa, straddling him. She put her hands on the back of the sofa for support and lowered herself until her pussy covered his mouth.

"I hope you're comfortable," she said as she began rocking back and forth on his face. Phil laid his head back so she could ride his face and he let her take over. She took a long time wiping her wet pussy back and forth over his nose and mouth until she pressed her clit against his nose and came, pressing down on his face.

Phil was hard again and began stroking his cock. He thought she was finished, but she only moved slightly, resting her hole over his mouth.

"Suck me," she whispered.

Phil sucked the flow of her sweet nectar into his mouth and drove his tongue inside her. Rather than ride his tongue, she held still and let him go after her clit. He licked her slit, then her clit, then sucked on her outer lips, stabbed her again with his tongue and finally sucked on her clit.

Barbara let him devour her pussy for a long time and she came twice without even telling him. Her cum just dribbled into his mouth as he continued to lick and suck at her flesh. When she was satisfied, she stepped back off the sofa. She leaned down and kissed his wet lips.

"You can fuck me now," she said.

She leaned over the sofa, holding onto the back with her hands. Phil stood behind her and slipped his cock inside her from behind. She closed her legs, tightening her path for his cock. Phil held her hips and drove into her flesh as hard as he could.

Barbara soon moaned, "I'm coming, don't stop; give it to me!"

Phil looked at her sexy ass, still wet with his saliva and remembered the feeling when her asshole gripped his tongue. His mind was on sexual overload and he came inside her, pumping long after he was spent, until his cock softened and slipped out from her.

Both of them turned to sit down on the sofa, panting and out of breath. Barbara leaned over after a few minutes and kissed him softly on the lips.

"That was great; everything I've wanted to do since I met you," she said.

"It was all more than I ever dreamed of," admitted Phil.

Barbara got up and walked slowly towards the door to her room. Just as she was closing the door, she looked back at Phil, smiling.

"Maybe the next time you'll show me how it feels to have your cock in my ass."